Iron Cross Fire

Speaking of this, Xie Liuyun, the leader of Liujin Altar, looked at Mu Qingyue: "Master Mu, why don't we split up the altars and compete to see whose disciples can catch the most Gulu Dragonfish?"

When Xie Liuyun said the last sentence, he was smiling, but his eyes were a little cold.

As the leader of Liujin Altar, Xie Liuyun was at the same level as Mu Qingyue. However, Xie Liuyun had always disliked Mu Qingyue.

Xie Liuyun joined the Holy Sect at the age of eight, starting as a disciple. After more than 20 years of hard work, he finally took the position of the leader of Liujin Altar.

And Mu Qingyue, who joined the Holy Sect only eight years ago, became the leader of Xingmu Altar, and was on par with Xie Liuyun. So Xie Liuyun was extremely unbalanced and jealous!

More importantly, the relationship between Liujin Altar and Xingmu Altar has always been bad!

Five years ago, Mu Qingyue's eldest disciple Shen Lang pursued the eldest sister of Liujin Temple. During the period, there was an argument. Shen Lang directly injured the eldest sister of Liujin Temple, which eventually triggered a melee between the two branch temples.

That melee caused heavy casualties in Liujin Temple. Xie Liuyun has always held a grudge. Afterwards, Mu Qingyue, the master of Xingmu Temple, favored Shen Lang and did not apologize to him at all.

Xie Liuyun will never forget this incident! So in the past few years, whenever Xie Liuyun found an opportunity, he would find a way to suppress Mu Qingyue, just to vent his anger.

"Master Mu, our two branch temples will compete to catch Gulu Dragon Fish. Whoever catches more will win." Xie Liuyun laughed and said to Mu Qingyue: "If our Liujin Temple loses, I will kneel down and serve you tea. If your Xingmu Temple loses, you kneel down and serve me tea. Do you dare to bet?"

"Okay." Mu Qingyue responded lightly, without any fluctuation on her beautiful face.

Gululu, Gululu...

At this time, the Gulu dragon fish in front were getting closer and closer.

"Master, watch me!" Shen Lang shouted, and rushed out first, soaring into the air. As the eldest brother of Xingmu Temple, he must be the first! Master is a goddess, how can she serve tea to others?

"Shua!" The next second, Shen Lang took out a longbow, which was dark black and had a metallic luster.

Damn!

This Shen Lang's longbow turned out to be a blue-level weapon.

Weapons are also divided into levels, namely: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

And Shen Lang, as a disciple of the Holy Sect, actually has a blue-level weapon, which shows that his status in Xingmu Temple is very high.

But....

This Shen Lang only has a bow, not an arrow, how can he shoot fish?

Buzz....

Just when Yue Feng was secretly wondering, he saw Shen Lang's internal force burst out, pulling the longbow into a full moon, and then three feather arrows flashing with light appeared on the longbow.

These three feather arrows were completely condensed by internal force, shining brightly and powerful!

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath and nodded in approval.

This Shen Lang, who used internal force to condense feather arrows, was indeed extraordinary!

Chi Chi Chi....

At this time, Shen Lang released the bowstring, and three feather arrows shot out like meteors. Those Gulu dragon fish swam very fast, but they couldn't avoid it at all. Dozens of them were directly pierced and floated on the water.

Wow!

In an instant, all the disciples of Xingmu Temple applauded and cheered.

"Big Brother is great!"

"Great, Big Brother!"

With praises, many disciples of Xingmu Temple also began to activate their internal force and began to hunt Gulu dragon fish.

Only Yue Feng stood there, motionless.

In Yue Feng's heart, he joined the Holy Sect out of helplessness. The competition between Xingmu Temple and Liujin Temple had nothing to do with him.

With this time, it would be better to go back to practice and restore internal strength. However, with Mu Qingyue next to him, Yue Feng was embarrassed to return to the cabin.

Over at Liujin Altar, many disciples also showed their skills.

Snap, snap...

For a while, many Gulu dragon fish were caught, accompanied by splashes of water, and the scene was very spectacular. ŴŴŴ.

"Hey!"

Just then, Shen Lang turned around and glared at Yue Feng: "What are you doing there? If you don't have the ability to catch fish, can't you pick up all the fish scattered on the deck?"

Shen Lang originally looked down on Yue Feng.

At this time, he and his fellow apprentices were fishing, but he was watching on the side, and he was angry for a while!

"Big Brother!"

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Qingqing came over, looked at Shen Lang and gently advised: "Junior Brother Feng is new, he just became a disciple yesterday, so don't bully him."

In her heart, this Junior Brother Feng Tao is so honest, she can't bear to see him being bullied.

"What's wrong with just becoming a disciple?" Shen Lang refused to give in and said coldly: "Since you have become a disciple of Xingmu Temple, you should work hard for Xingmu Temple instead of standing aside and being a waste!"

Stupid!

Yue Feng frowned and cursed in his heart.

This Shen Lang must be mentally ill. He doesn't know you at all, but he targets me everywhere.

Thinking of this, Yue Feng chuckled and said lightly: "Who said I can't catch fish?"

Huh?

This kid dares to talk back to me?

At this moment, Shen Lang's expression suddenly became gloomy, and then he made a look of sudden realization: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, you are a fisherman, of course you can catch fish!"

As he said, Shen Lang showed a bit of mockery on his face, and looked at Yue Feng closely: "Brother Feng, do you want me to help you find a fishing net?"

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, there was laughter all around.

A bunch of idiots!

Facing Shen Lang's ridicule, Yue Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he chuckled without saying anything.

Yue Feng knew that Shen Lang was jealous because he couldn't stand the fact that his master took him in as a disciple.

Under normal circumstances, Yue Feng would not bother to care about such narrow-minded people. But if the other party was aggressive, that was another matter.

"Big Brother!"

Amidst the laughter, Liu Qingqing stamped her feet anxiously, her delicate face full of helplessness, and said to Shen Lang: "Don't embarrass Junior Brother Feng, okay!"

Then, Liu Qingqing comforted Yue Feng again: "Junior Brother Feng, you just joined the sect, and the master hasn't taught you the skills yet, so you don't have to go fishing with everyone."

As the second senior sister, Liu Qingqing was kind-hearted and had a good relationship with people. When she spoke, the other disciples around her stopped laughing!

Shen Lang didn't say anything else, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Yue Feng was still full of disdain.

"It's okay, Senior Sister."

At this time, Yue Feng smiled slightly, looked at Liu Qingqing and said: "Since I am a disciple of Xingmu Temple, at this time, I should contribute to Xingmu Temple!"

Wow!

After the voice fell, everyone around was stunned, their eyes gathered on Yue Feng, and they shook their heads secretly.

This kid...Second Senior Sister came forward to give him a way out.

And he was still not convinced?

"Huh?"

Shen Lang looked up and down at Yue Feng, his expression was a bit teasing: "From what you hear, you are very good at fishing, but this Gulu Dragon Fish is not the ordinary fish you usually see. Don't wait until you are not careful and get dragged into the sea, hahaha! No, I am laughing to death, hahaha!"

Shen Lang grinned, as if he had imagined the scene.

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